Flightless
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Rumerating, culminating, giving life to a beast
Pushing onto others my monster of grief
Smiles scowl down when they hear me shrive
My words like bullets through their wings, they dive
Held captive in the chains of my crisis
Doomed ever flightless by the monster's anguish
Without their help I'll lose to self doubt
Trapped within, I want to bawl out
"When a man gets tied up to the ground he gives the world it's saddest sound" -Simon and Garfunkel, 1970